Camera Used - Samsung galaxy SII
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
Wednesday, 25 January 2012
VANTAGE POINT ...
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| Taken on a journey by car near Janjgir, Chhattisgarh, India. [Camera - Samsng Galaxy S2 Cellphone.] |
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| Camera used - Samsung Galaxy S2 Cellphone. |
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| Camera Used - Samsng Galaxy S2 Cellphone Camera. |
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| Camera Used- Samsung Galaxy S 2 Cellphone Camera. |
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| Shivrinarayan Temple : Where Shabri gave Lord Rama the berries. Camera Used- Samsung Galaxy S 2 Cellphone Camera. |
Tuesday, 24 January 2012
THE DARK NIGHT
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| Photoshopped by compiling several images of my photography. |
In the cold darkness, the angels took flight
So cool, so dark; a chill ran down my spine
A story where Satan eludes the God’s sight.
It’s a story of that very night.
Frail were the angels, who remained on that land,
With wings down and their mourning face;
They wept and cried so much, so on
That the dark wind howled in that silent night.
It’s a story of that very night.
With all the blood spilled on the ground
And heads and limbs twisted around
So foul the stench of blood and guts,
It was a rule of the weak over might.
It’s a story of that very night.
Don’t know how scrapes of paper,
Possessed the power to buy a man.
A bargain we made to slay ourselves,
A barter for doom made with delight.
It’s a story of that very night.
Women cried, Children died,
Yet the angels could do nothing;
With their wings burning, they lay there,
Such was that horrible sight.
It’s a story of that very night.
God cried with a heavy heart
He could do nothing but see;
For WE welcomed this fate on ourselves,
With a heart full of vengeance and spite.
It’s a story of that very night.
“A day will come”, spoke a Stranger. “When this will end.
“Though some angels’ wings are burning now
“And the others have flown away
“Yet there remains a hope, in darkness lies a ray of light.
“It’s the story of every single night.
“With night and darkness all over,
“We cried once again together
“The night has bring us all together
“And this union is mightier than the Might.
“It’s the same story every single night.
“It’s time we stand for what is wrong
“We stand together against the dark
“With a passion to overcome the wrong within
“Its time we stand for fair and right."
Amidst the cries, His words were lost
In the howling wind, that stranger stood
With a torch, a flame, to show us the way
Was He the God, or just a Sprite?
It’s a story of that very night.
Some threw stones at Him,
Some fired at Him, the filthy words;
With a drop of tear in His eyes,
He turned back, leaving us in fright.
It’s a story of that very night.
The wind stopped howling;
A voice boomed across the horizon.
A voice with a power to silence the cries;
The voice of the Stranger, but no one in sight.
The voice sang that very night:
“An eternal passion burning inside,
“A distant dream kept aside.
“The world won’t see the world as I see
“It’s a darker day and a brighter night.”
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Sunday, 22 January 2012
THE EXISTENCE
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| Image taken at Chandrapur, Chhattisgarh, India. |
Sometimes it feels as I don’t exist
Sometimes its like I am the world
Sometimes its like trapped in a cyst
Do I see what doesn’t exist
Or do I see what I look
Do I have to close my eyes
Or open them and read a book
It’s a mystery I know it is
Neither maths nor history can solve
Is it me or is it you
Should I struggle or should I evolve
World exists? or only in my mind
What is mind and who are You
When I close my eyes and my ears
Am I, me; are You, You?
Help me to make me see
What really it is
Is this my world
Or everything is His
I want to see all the colours
I want to hear all the songs
I want to see how time dresses
I want to see to whom it belongs
Yearning to see how truth looks like
What colour is the rose, what colour the skies
It’s me yearning for You
O Lord, please, listen to my cries.
Thursday, 19 January 2012
AB TO WAAPAS AA JAO
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| Image Courtesy - www.sandosage.blogspot.com (original source - unknown) |
Ek arsa hua tumse milke
Ab to wapas aa jao
Saawan bhi ro ro barsa
Ab to wapas aa jaao
Nahi sahi jaati yeh duriyan
Labo pe ab shikayatein rehti hain
Bheegti rahi aankhein aansuon ki baarish mein
Yeh dil bhi teri yaad mein tarsa
Ab to wapaas aa jaao
Teri yaadon ka safar hai mushkil bada
Na jaane kyun door hai humsafar mera
Yaadein samet kar palkon mein to rakh li
Par un aansuon ka kya karoon jo thamne ka naam nahi lete
Is bheegi bheegi baarish mein
le lo mujhe aaghosh mein
Badra bhi rokar tujhe bulaaye
Ab to wapas aa jaao.
Friday, 16 December 2011
THE DEATH BED : A SHORT STORY
This short-story is one of my earlier works.
Original picture drawn by Vidushi Pandey.
The IMAGE and the STORY, both are original works.
Parenthesis is used to put emphasis on narration parts of the story.
Photoshop used on the picture to add rain , black background and text.
THE DEATH BED
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| Artist - Vidushi Pandey Photoshopped by - Shreyansh Chouradia (Springy) |
He loved me and he loved me a lot. He used to say I was his angel.
(With a tear in her eye Margaret told her husband Josh.)
He cared for me more than anyone has ever done. He always used to ask me, “Come on Maggi, tell me, who was your first love”, and I always ignored that question purposely. I liked the hint of fire in his eyes. A fire of possessiveness; a fire of envy that someone else will share my love for him someday.
(Josh seemed restless. Margaret’s eyes were now drenched with tears for her lost love. Her long eyelashes, though soaked completely in tears, looked beautiful. Josh consoled her. He petted her shoulder and she wept for long in his arms. After composing herself back, she continued) :
He was in his death bed. His eyes were dark and skin had turned pale. He was counting last of his breaths.
(A drop of tear fell on Josh’s face, who was now lying on Margaret’s lap. Margaret continued, now sobbing) :
His last words asked me a question, “Maggi, who was your first love?”
All those moments spent with him rolled on before my eyes. The way we hugged, the way we cared for each other, the way he used to hold my hands. He was there whenever I needed him…
(She wept harder, but continued.)
We have laughed and cried together, celebrated and mourned together. And now…now he was leaving me.
“Who was your first love?” he me asked again.
I smiled held his hand and kissed it. I replied, and these were the words he was waiting for before leaving me forever.
“You were my first love, dad. You have always been my first love.”
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Picture - Artist = Vidushi Pandey. Drawn with a black-ball point pen.
Photoshop Used for creating desired effect of rain and black background. I didn't post the original picture drawn by the Artist to avoid illegal copying.
"FIAT LUX" : Let there be light
Just random collections from my photography in relation to light : one way or the other...
For Photographs:
-Matchstick.
-Bulb [15 W, Colour- Soft white].
-Samsung Wave [Cellphone Camera].
Tuesday, 13 December 2011
MOVING LIGHTS : 'OM'
First try at light painting ... I tried making the symbol "OM" using LED lights ...
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| Finally I settled with this...the closest I could get |
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| My frustration when I could not get things right. |
The LED I used for the effect.
NO PHOTOSHOP USED
FOR PHOTOGRAPH:
-Samsung Wave [Cellphone Camera].
-Green LED
-Lots and Lots of Patience. [Believe me I spent 3 hours for getting one right picture...]
FOR EFFECT:
-ISO setting- the lowest one can get. [In my case ISO = 50].
-A dark room.
ACTUAL SYMBOL - OM :
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| Image courtesy: http://www.energy-healing-info.com/om-symbol.html |
Sunday, 11 December 2011
LONELY & BLUE
The sky looks like a round object because of the curve of binocular eye-piece...
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| Lonely and 'Blue' |
FOR PHOTOGRAPH:
-A binocular.
-Samsung Wave [cellphone camera].
I just put the camera lens at the eye-piece of the binocular and the above [semi-circle] effect resulted.
UP ABOVE THE WORLD SO HIGH..
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| "Clouds came floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky" -Rabindra Nath Tagore |
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| "The Sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire" -Pamela Hansford Johnson |
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| "The way I see it, if you want the rainbow you gotta put up with the rain." -Dolly Parton
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PUPPY FACE
Stumbled on this picture of my pet which I clicked casually sometimes ago...
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| JIMMY |
FOR PHOTOGRAPH:
- A cellphone [Cellphone Camera]. *Can't remember the cellphone model*
- My pet dog - Jimmy.
Note- One thing I've learnt while using cellphone as camera - NEVER EVER USE ZOOM unless its very much necessary [or if your cam has an optical zoom]... Otherwise the result would lead to a pixelated picture as this one. Nonetheless, pixels can't win over cuteness :)
Saturday, 10 December 2011
A POINT BLANK SHOT
After sitting still in my garden for half an hour with my cellphone and discarding more than 10 photos, finally this butterfly actually let me 'shoot' this picture from a
'point blank' range
:)
'point blank' range
:)
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| The Butterfly Effect |
Photograph :
- Samsung Wave [Cellphone Camera]
- Lots and lots of patience.
- A camera friendly butterfly.
Lunar Eclipse ... 10 dec 2011
Not much clear ... yet i'd like to share this with you :)
NO PHOTOSHOP USED
Photograph:
-Samsung Camera [Cellphone Camera]
-Binocular
I just tried taking the pic by placing the camera at eye-lens of the binocular ...
Friday, 9 December 2011
A 'PEA'-CEFUL FAMILY
PHOTOSHOP USED :
-Only for the dialogue boxes and text. Rest of the image is as it is.
FOR PHOTOGRAPHS :
- Peas (2 tiny ones, 1 a little bigger: the mommy pea).
- I used a pen for the background (I could not find anything else that time).
- Light Source - CFL bulb [the yellow thing is my table lamp with a CFL bulb].
- Black Marker : for eyes and mouth of Pea family.
- Samsung Wave [Cellphone Camera].
Thursday, 8 December 2011
NO STRINGS ATTACHED
Two hands, ten fingers
On these metal strings;
The night before that dismal dawn
When you just ‘moved on’.
My heart bled that whole night,
Sucked in a vacuum without light.
A chord snapped between your heart and mine
My heart ached like a wound in brine.
“I am there with you, Dear”, you said, “Do not fret.”
Then why did you leave me here, with eyes all wet.
Like a bend in a river, you changed your way
You cared for my heart, then you did slay.
As the chords snapped,
The bridge fell down;
Leaving my heart wretched and patched
You left me here with no strings attached.
Two hands, ten fingers
On these metal strings…
Poem and photographs are original by me.
Poem:
Underlined words are in connection with guitar.
Photographs:
-No Photoshop used.
-Samsung Wave [Cellphone Camera].
-My Guitar.
-2 Light Bulbs (15 W) - [colour - Soft White and Red].
INDIAN CHILLY : Hot 'n Spicy
They were kept in the sun for drying and suddenly I realised how "Indian" they are.
For Photography : Samsung Wave [cellphone camera], Rice puffs (Murra), Chillies and a bit of creativity.
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